thank your stars all you want but I'll always be the lucky one - choi seungcheol scenario
hellooo~ i am soooo not done with the proposal scenariosš this one is a request, hope i did it justice. and yes I did cry again while writing this. Happy new year!š¤
you can listen to your universe by rico blanco for maximum feels. this was insipired by this songš„ŗ
The soft glow of morning sunlight streams through the windows of Seungcheolās apartment, the familiar scent of his cologne lingering in the air. You stretch lazily in bed, savoring the warmth of the cozy blankets and the faint murmur of the city outside.
Itās a routine youāve grown used to after nearly seven years togetherāhis home has become yours in every way except officially.
Seungcheol had left early for the gym, promising to grab your favorite smoothies on his way back. The two of you had settled into this comfortable rhythm, a dance of affection and understanding that made your friends tease you mercilessly. āYouāre practically married already,ā theyād say, rolling their eyes at how well you two knew each otherās quirks.
Still, in the quiet corners of your heart, you sometimes wondered why he hadnāt taken the next step. Not that you were in a rushāyou loved him, and you knew he loved you. But the idea lingered, like a melody waiting to be completed.
Mid-morning, a knock at the door pulls you from your musings. You pad to the door, opening it to find a delivery man holding a small, nondescript package.
āFor Choi Seungcheol?ā he asks.
āThatās him,ā you reply, signing for the box. Itās light, plain, and gives no indication of whatās inside. You place it on the kitchen counter and send Seungcheol a quick text: A package came for you. Should I open it?
His response is almost immediate. Donāt open it! Iāll deal with it when Iām back. Thanks, babe.
His urgency makes you chuckle. Itās rare for him to be this insistent. Shrugging, you leave the package untouched and go about your day, but curiosity itches at the back of your mind.
When Seungcheol returns, heās casualātoo casual, you think. His eyes dart to the counter where the package rests, and he quickly sweeps it up. āThanks for letting me know,ā he says, planting a kiss on your forehead.
āSure,ā you reply, narrowing your eyes at him. āWhatās in it?ā
āJust some gym stuff,ā he lies, his tone a little too breezy. You know him well enough to catch the slight shift in his demeanor.
Over the next few days, you notice odd behavior. Seungcheol becomes extra cautious, sometimes darting out of the room with his phone or quickly closing drawers when you walk in.
Itās adorable but also maddening. Youāre good at sniffing out surprises, and whatever heās hiding, itās big.
The breaking point comes during dinner one night. The two of you are seated across from each other, candles flickering between you. Heās unusually fidgety, his fork clinking against the plate as he triesāand failsāto make eye contact.
āSeungcheol,ā you say, narrowing your eyes at him as he pokes at his steak. His fidgeting is driving you insane. āSpit it out.ā
āWhat?ā he replies, looking up with wide, innocent eyes that you know all too well arenāt innocent at all.
āYouāre acting weird.ā You lean forward, pointing your fork at him. āI can tell youāre hiding something. Just say it.ā
āIām not hiding anything,ā he insists, but his voice cracks slightly. āCanāt a guy just enjoy dinner with his girlfriend without being interrogated?ā
āNot when heās sweating bullets,ā you deadpan, crossing your arms.
He laughs nervously and takes a big gulp of water. āItās justā¦ Iām thinking about work stuff.ā
āLiar,ā you say, raising an eyebrow.
āOkay, maybe itās gym stuff,ā he says, grinning in that way he does when heās trying to distract you. āIām planning a new workout routine.ā
āSeungcheol, I know every workout routine youāve ever done. Donāt test me.ā
He groans, dropping his fork onto his plate and dramatically rubbing his face. āCan you trust me on this one? I promise you'll love it and will hate me if I tell you right now. Iāve been working very hard on, can you be kind enough to spare me for now. I pinky promise you'll know soon enough"
You blink at him, stunned by his sudden honesty.
Then, a small smile creeps onto your lips. āFine,ā you say, leaning back in your chair. āBut Iām only letting this go because you look like you might combust if I keep pushing.ā
He lets out a loud sigh of relief, muttering a quiet, āThank you.ā standing up from his seat to go to you, giving your head a kiss.
The rest of the evening is pleasant, even though you canāt help but notice how Seungcheol keeps stealing glances at you, a secretive smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
Itās enough to make your curiosity burn, but you keep your promise and drop the subjectāfor now.
A week later, the snow falling heavy covering the streets with sheets of white. You love the snow, you've always love cold weathers more even though your body doesn't. Anything below 80Ā° makes you shiver.
Your boyfriend knows this, he learned early on your relationship that you get cold easily so he always brings a jacket for you. Now you own his hoodies, a shared asset.
The air outside is crisp as Seungcheol insists on taking you on an evening walk through a quiet park. It's all covered in snow making the whole scene look magical.
Winter lights hang from the trees, casting a warm glow over the snow-dusted path. He holds your gloved hand in his, his thumb brushing over your knuckles as he leads you to a secluded gazebo overlooking a frozen lake.
āWhy here?ā you ask, smiling at his excited energy. āItās freezing.ā
āItās romantic,ā he replies, winking. āJust trust me.ā
You shake your head, amused. āIām starting to think youāre up to something.ā
āMe? Up to something?ā He grins mischievously
You look up at the sky, it's dark enough to see the stars. Living in the city, it's a rare sight so you close your eyes and send a quick wish to the heavens like you always do when you see a star. Meanwhile Seungcheol watches you, a smile forming on his lips and his heart thumping hard in his chest
With your eyes still closed, you feel Seungcheol lean closer to you. He kisses your cheeks eliciting a giggle from you
āYouāre being extra sweet tonight, did you do something?ā you tease
āIām always sweet,ā he counters, feigning offense.
He seems restless, though, his leg bouncing slightly.
āAre you cold?ā you ask, concerned.
āNo, no. Just... thinking.ā
You narrow your eyes. āAbout what?ā
He looks at you, his gaze so intense it makes your heart skip. āAbout how lucky I am to have you.ā
You roll your eyes with a laugh, nudging him playfully. āWhatās with the cheesy lines tonight?ā
He chuckles but doesnāt answer, leaning in to press a kiss to your temple instead. Then another on your cheek. And one on your lips. His kisses grow deeper, hotter, until the cold around you feels irrelevant.
āCheol,ā you murmur against his lips, half-laughing, half-serious, āwhat are you doing?ā
āLoving you,ā he whispers, his voice low and warm.
Despite his sweetness, youāre still clueless about his plan.
When he finally pulls back, he takes both your hands, holding them tightly. āThereās something Iāve been meaning to ask you.ā
You tilt your head, your curiosity piqued. āWhat is it?ā
He drops to one knee in front of you, and your heart stutters. āYou don't know how hard it was to keep this from you, every time you ask I almost wanted to tell you but I wanted everything to be perfectā He pulls a small velvet box from his coat pocket, opening it to reveal a glittering diamond ring.
Your mouth falls open, your breath caught in your chest.
āYou are my everything,ā he says, his voice steady despite the emotion in his eyes. āThe one who makes my world brighter, warmer, better. Whenever I think about the future, I can only see us. You. Stealing all of my hoodies, cooking breakfast for us, me bringing home your favorite smoothie on the weekend. To be honest, I don't really need any wishes because I'm already the lucky one. But will you make me the luckiest man and let me be your husband?ā
Your lips jut out, quivering as tears fall down your cheeks. You can't even form words right now so you just nod frantically, unable to speak. He slips the ring onto your finger, and you throw yourself into his arms, laughing and crying at the same time.
āYouāre unbelievable,ā you whisper as he kisses you again, deeper this time, stealing the breath from your lungs.
He smiles against your lips. āI take it thatās a yes?ā
āOf course, itās a yes,ā you reply, pulling him closer. āYou big, cheesy romantic.ā
He laughs, his forehead resting against yours. āTold you, you'll love my supriseā
And you do. With the stars above, the quiet of the snowy park, and the warmth of his love, you know youāve found your universe in him.
